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Correct Poisonous Darts * Lyrics
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Ghostface Killah
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Correct Poisonous Darts *
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Also known as Water Technique "Let's see you try the water technique! Hai! Ha ha! (sounds of fists and a whoosh of air followed by a punch) But my water technique is hard to think The sky is high the cloud is low That the earth can absorb water hai! Hai! " Yeah... "The sky is high the cloud is low" (fuck him) Yeah... Word up... Gotta zip my coat "But my water technique is hard to think" (yeah, check the live shit) "that the earth, can absorb water, hai! Hai!" (uhh) Verse One: Ghostface What the fuck I got the moonshine, word to God let's get it on Clap your heels two times, grab the magic wand Showin out of this world, stranded on Uranus Nameless, these stonewashed cats leave him brainless With coke and a dollar bill stems and crack capsules Take a blast fool but we trap up crews it's natural Like soybean, burn like a laser beam My vaccine I shoot it firm and it connects like sideburns The segment, rare fragment comes together Like magnets, attract heads capture like Dragnet Goin through mad phases, of all ages Killa beez locked the fuck up behind cages The Genovese swallow this line and caught a freeze The fortune teller Tucker sleepin gas umbrella Now who, don't believe that cash must rule Press call I'd for me to quote more degrees A war where they're gunnin in the back of Armanbella I don't eat beef, I slap blood out of Purdue Keep a Wallace mic, mics on strike the session It's over, I file this and glow like flourescent *Raekwon sings some shit over Water Technique samples* Verse Two: Ghostface Rockin a Shaft afro, Tony got mad glow Yo yo, methods of blow like snow constant cashflow With hoes, mega powder drippin from they nose Fuckin Jet magazine bitches with, wild pussy pose Only Built 4 Cuban Link kings who shoot dice Send em for the whole night, daily venom horror snake bites Holdin money that's convertable, beds with feathered bags With the mongoose your man's got two seeds down in Bagdad You onionhead niggaz spread out and parlay Yo Rae these itch days get crashed with ash trays I pull stings like, guitar strings down in Spain I'm so hyped Jakes label God "crack cocaine" Why Equality Self God, yeah yeah you know it kid Ricki fucked up, and G-Pac, blow his wig He's rockin Wu Wear, the latest in fleece uniform He's a newborn, look at money swearin like he's on But anyway back to furry kangols Jamaican wallabees My heart is cold like Russia, got jerked at The Source awards My back is on the wall, bombin devils with trick-knowledgy Next year two hundred niggaz comin with swords
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